Together || Yoongi FF

Together Pt.7

  You were a bag of nervous, shaky bones by the time you stepped in front of Yoongi's room. The door was closed, but you knew he was inside, since you could hear his humming voice testing a beat for some song. You knew him too well.

The boys had literally pushed you toward the door, because you felt like running away as fast as you could, as far away as possible just seconds before entering. You thought you weren't going to be able of saying such a new to him. It was somewhat paralyzing, and nerve wrecking. You simply felt like dying of fear at the moment. Your heart was beating 1,000km/h, your breathing was heavy but somehow really fast and unsteady, and your hands were shaking, while your fingers tried to maintain the envelope with your letter and pregnancy test between them so it wouldn't fall, your legs felt like jelly, so weak that you had asked Taehyung to help you walk for the first time. You didn't have words to describe what you were feeling, it was a mix of anxiety, panic, happiness and longing.

Longing? Well, it had been a long time, nearly two and a half months since you had last talked to your boyfriend and you didn't know what to expect. You clearly knew he had been avoiding you and that gave you the feeling that something wasn't okay. He would never avoid you nor ignore you even if he was angry or tired in a past. Never.

You knocked on the door, not waiting for an answer, you had just lost your hopes. When you didn't feel anything coming from the other side you tried to open the door and it surprisingly did. He hadn't locked it up this time.

You stepped in, closing the door behind you. Your eyes landed on Yoongi's figure sitting in front of his desk, a lot of smashed papers around it, making it look a bit messy. His back was toward you, and you noticed that he had his earphones on.

Oh god.

You just wanted to jump on his back and hug him, smell his familiar cologne, leave tiny traces of kisses all over his neck, jaw line and face. You wanted his voice to talk to you so badly, you wanted his arms wrapped around your waist and his lips on yours. It was just then when you realized how much you had missed him, so much that you thought you could go insane. And now, having his back in front of you, so tempting, you had to use all the auto-control you could to suppress yourself from avalanching over him.

"Yoongi..." You whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. You felt how his muscles tensed up under your touch, just as if you had scared him. Yoongi took one of his earphones off and spun around on his chair, looking at you with a light glare.

"What do you want?" He spat at you really harshly. You got really surprised about that. And you didn't liked it at all.

"Why are you like that towards me?" You asked him, clearly showing you were hurt.

"Why? Are you hurt?" He said, a little sarcastic and mocking tone leaving his mouth. You felt the tears forming in your eyes and fought against them.

"Yoongi, why are you doing this?" Your heart felt like breaking.

"Are you going to cry? And then what? You're going to sleep with Jimin to ease the 'pain'?" Venom leaving his mouth with every word he said. Your heart fell when he said the last part. What was he thinking!

"Yoongi! How can you say that? Jimin is like a dongseang to me!" You shouted at him, obviously offended by his careless comment. You weren't angry because he had disrespected you, but because he dared to put his dongseang, one of the people who had done a lot for him and for you, as an example for a disgusting thing like that.

"Yeah, the same way Namjoon was the brother you never had!" Your eyebrows frowned, but your eyes didn't stop glaring daggers at him.

"What is that supposed to mean?" You shouted, and he laughed coldly. This wasn't the Yoongi you knew, not at all.

"Oh, come on! Don't play dumb with me! We both know you are cheating on me with 'the brother you never had'." Now you were really offended.

"What! I thought you trusted me!" Now you were in the edge of tears. He thought you were capable of doing such an awful thing.

"Yeah! The same way I thought you loved me!" He yelled back, standing from his chair and taking a menacing step towards you. But now, you were furious. Now he dared to question your love for him?

"And you're still doubting that?" You yelled the harder you could, the closest you could. You didn't fight the tears anymore and just let them flow down your cheeks. He took a step back because of your sudden raise of voice, and furious look.

"After all this five years of knowing each other! After all this years of supporting you and baring the pain of not seeing you all the time! And after that night when I gave myself completely to you! You still doubt that!?" You shouted, pointing at him and crying.

He seemed to take control of himself again and gave a step forward. The bad thing was that what started as an angry conversation was now a competition of who could raise their voice more.

"Oh please! Why are you trying so hard, (Name)? Do I look that pitiful?" He looked away, laughing sarcastically at what you had said, obviously not wanting to see the truth in it.

"You know what! I had come here to give you a new I was frightened about! A new that I didn't know how you would react to! But now that I know how you really see me, find what it is about by your fucking self!" You threw the envelope directly to his face. It hit him effortlessly and fell to the ground. Yoongi looked at it and you sprinted out of the room the faster you could. The tears rolling down your cheeks and your heart completely broken.

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"Hyung. This is bad!" Jungkook whispered to Namjoon, who was anxiously waiting a few feet away from the door.

Namjoon nodded his head at Jungkook's statement, while the others just kept quiet, listening to the once unbreakable couple yelling one another. How did they ended up like that? Too much stress and enragement wasn't going to do well to (Name)'s tiny baby, aka Namjoon's nephew.

Then the door flew open in a second and (Name) sprinted out, crying her eyes out. "(Name)-ah!" Namjoon tried to follow the girl's fast-pace running.

"Hyung!!" Jimin shouted angrily at an enraged Yoongi, who was now making his way toward the bathroom.

"Shut up!" Yoongi yelled back, turning around to point at Jimin. Jimin did as his hyung said, but kept his intense glare directly towards Yoongi's.

Now that Yoongi saw all the angry eyes that were on him, and the way Jimin had shouted at him, he clearly saw that they all knew. Ha! And he thought they were his friends. Was it even possible for him to fall lower?

Yoongi turned around once again, and entered the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. The boys looked to each other, sighing in frustration, or brushing their hands through their hair.

"(Name) noona had an envelope in her hands didn't she?" Taehyung suddenly said, making the other guys think about the minute before she entered the room. HoSeok nodded rapidly, remembering (Name)'s shaky figure with a white envelope in her hands.

Taehyung entered the shared room, and his eyes caught the sight of a white envelope laying on the ground. He bent down in front of it and picked it up really slowly. The boys entered the room, gathering around Taehyung. The boy looked up at the others, who just stared at the white envelope with a pained expression; they all knew what was inside. He sighed, standing up and leaving the envelope on Yoongi's desk, walking out of the room then and being followed by the rest of the boys.

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What kind of new she didn't know how he was going to react to? About what could be that new?

Yoongi wasn't sure of what to think. (Name) had denied it when he told her about the cheating thing with Namjoon, but why was she crying so much? She would have never cried so much if it wasn't true. The (Name) he knew would grab him by the shoulders and plant a kiss on his lips to shut him up and then force him to sit down and talk calmly about the topic. She had always been like that, straight forward and honest, sometimes so much that he hated it, but that was the thing that glued him to her. No matter what, she would always be horribly honest and would say things without hesitation or without losing control of her emotions. Then, why did she cry so much if she really hadn't been cheating on him? The only thing crying could show was guilt, and having guilt wasn't a good signal.

He had lost his senses, and he knew it. But no matter how much he tried to remain calm, seeing her face just shoot fantasy images of what she could have done with Namjoon, and that only infuriated him, burned his insides and shut his thinking ability off. He wasn't thinking clearly, letting his jealousy, enragement and frustration guide him and tell him what to say and how to say it. He didn't meant to be so harsh on her, but he couldn't hold himself.

Yoongi stepped out of the bathroom after dressing himself, and made his way toward his room, the place he had recurred to all this time to hide away from everything, especially from her and his friend. He let out a sigh, sitting on the chair he had been sitting on previously. He pushed his feet against the ground, making it spin around, facing his desk.

The white envelope laying on his desk caught the attention of his eyes, and he grabbed it. His eyes narrowed, and his hand placed it away from his view.

He didn't want to deal with this for now.